"You won't advance any further!" the man roared, his voice booming like thunder.
Yan Xiaobao didn't hesitate for a mont. As the axe descended, he accelerated forward, launching his left hand toward the axe!
The middle-aged man sneered coldly, channeling more cultivation base power into his hand, causing the axe to scream frantically through the air toward Yan Xiaobao.
At the instant Yan Xiaobao stretched out his left hand, as his Immortal Iron Skin was unleashed, a black flickering light could be seen. Even though his left hand made contact with the axe, it turned entirely black.
When Yan Xiaobao's left hand clamped down on the axe with such incredible force, a surge sounded, causing the surrounding rainwater to vibrate and then explode into mist.
Pain erupted within him, blood flowed forth, yet the power of his Immortal Iron Skin kept his hand safe despite the injury.
The middle-aged man furrowed his brow and then tried to wrestle his axe free. However, Yan Xiaobao's grip was like iron clamps, locking down the giant axe completely; no matter how the middle-aged man struggled, he couldn't move it even a bit.
The man's face flickered, and then he looked up, realizing that Yan Xiaobao's eyes were filled with a fiery madness!
This kind of madness he had only seen in the eyes of the various beasts of the Flandre Mountain.
Instantly, the man's heart began pounding, and in the blink of an eye, light from the defense shield erupted around him. Without hesitation, he let go of the axe and retreated.
He was quick, but... Yan Xiaobao was quicker!
Even with his left hand holding the axe, his right hand emitted a black light, simultaneously launching at the middle-aged man.
His hand pierced through the man's defense shield, causing a shattering sound with layer after layer being destroyed. Yan Xiaobao broke through them like a sharp knife slicing through bamboo. anwhile, due to Yan Xiaobao's current state, his shattered throat suddenly perford sothing it had never done before.
Unexpectedly... gravity erged, causing the middle-aged man to halt. Before he could even react, his entire world was overtaken by Yan Xiaobao's black hand!
When Yan Xiaobao's hand clamped onto the man's throat and squeezed tightly, a great roar erupted!
Crack!
An unbelievable expression flowed from the man's eyes, followed by blood seeping from his mouth. He didn't have ti to scream as the bones in his neck were crushed. Then, his head tilted to the side. He was dead!
Suspicion still lingered in his eyes. Though he had realized the person they were pursuing was powerful and had even prepared for the fight, the strike he just released wasn't a lethal blow. He was rely trying to stop Yan Xiaobao and buy so ti. How could he have imagined this thin Outer Sect Disciple from the Spiritual Sect would be so formidable?
At the mont of the man's death, two more figures appeared in the distance. Shockingly, one of them had a cultivation base at the eighth level of Qi Condensation!
Seeing their fallen comrade in Yan Xiaobao's hands, they let out furious roars. "Chen Zhong!!"
"You forced to do this!" Yan Xiaobao roared. He tossed the body aside, then quickly changed direction and shot forward at his fastest speed. He was shaking, panting heavily, yet his eyes glead with a crueler light than before.
He knew he couldn't even pause. After all, the entire key to his plan was to keep the Luochen Clan mbers chasing him. As he changed direction, he could see a vast stretch of mountains in the distance.
Because this particular mountain wasn't part of any boundary region, it had no na. It was an independent range, not the Fallenstar Mountains, but its size was comparable, and perhaps even larger. The rain there fell at steep angles, and the entire area was struck by lightning.
Indeed, as Yan Xiaobao looked over, the lightning seed to transform into a sphere and then exploded into rain.
Yan Xiaobao accelerated toward the direction of the mountains, pursued fervently by two mbers of the Luochen Clan. anwhile, more cultivators were closing in.
There was even a bright beam of light, precisely from Chen Heng who was getting closer by the mont.
As the Luochen Clan cultivators closed the distance on Yan Xiaobao, he approached the tree-covered mountains. He was now only dozens of ters away, fully soaked as he ran. By now, he was on the verge of entering the forest.
"Stop him!" Chen Heng stated coldly.
The cultivator closest to Yan Xiaobao was at the eighth level of Qi Condensation. He let out a roar, then reached over to grab the arm of the adjacent seventh-level clan mber. They exchanged a glance and imdiately thought of the sa thing. The seventh-level clan mber curled into a ball, while the other clan mber pushed him forward with all his strength.
As he summoned all the power from his cultivation base to propel his comrade into the air, a rumble filled the air. The second cultivator surged through the rain at explosive speed, closing in on Yan Xiaobao in the blink of an eye.
As he closed in, he unleashed his cultivation base, causing a thunderous rumble to resound. Yan Xiaobao staggered, spun around, and perford a spell. With a wave of his fingers, his Wooden Sword flew out, yet the Luochen Clan cultivator actually allowed it to pierce him. Even as he perished, a strange smile appeared on his face.
Suddenly, he exploded into a mass of blood and gore, which transford into a blood rope that began to coil around Yan Xiaobao.
Yan Xiaobao's face fell, and he turned to flee. However, at the mont of his distracted retreat, a screaming sound rose from behind him—an arrow!
This arrow was fired from the Qi Condensation eighth-level cultivator, who now stood trembling with his bow.
The sacrifice of the other cultivator resulted in a critical mont that Yan Xiaobao could not evade!
Yan Xiaobao's eyes glead. Stopping in place, he suddenly shot directly toward the speeding arrow.
As the arrow pierced into Yan Xiaobao, a thunderous sound erupted, causing a surge of pain that made him pale.
The arrow penetrated the bone on his shoulder and shattered it. The arrowhead itself was made from extraordinary materials and was backed by the power of the eighth level of Qi Condensation, making it incredibly potent. Upon catching hold of the bone, it actually hurled the thin Yan Xiaobao into the air, through the blood rope!
Thud!
The arrow struck a nearby tree while simultaneously impaling Yan Xiaobao!
As he flickered with movent, preparing to unleash a second arrow to finish Yan Xiaobao, joy flashed in the eighth-level cultivator's eyes!
The other Luochen Clan cultivators approaching wore cruel smiles on their faces. However, it was at this mont that Chen Heng's expression suddenly flickered.
"Careful!!" Almost the mont Chen Heng's voice echoed, Yan Xiaobao, still pinned to the tree, raised his head. As he reached out, a brave glint appeared in his eyes, grabbing the arrow protruding from his shoulder and viciously pulling it out, dismissing the resulting agony.
Blood spurted, dragging out chunks of flesh with the arrowhead. The pain itself was so intense that Yan Xiaobao trembled. Yet without the slightest hesitation, he unleashed the Violet Qi Cauldron Control Art. Utilizing the light weight, he shot the arrow back toward the Luochen Clan's cultivator.
As the arrow rapidly accelerated, its shrill scream echoed through the air.
Due to the application of heavy light, the arrow's power was like a towering mountain.
Simultaneously, Yan Xiaobao's hand flashed in a spell gesture, and his Wooden Sword shot out in a second deadly strike. A mournful, desolate aura wreaked havoc; his successive deadly encounters with the Luochen Clan mbers provided Yan Xiaobao with unbelievable combat practice experience. Moreover, it displayed that his hidden Fighter talent seed to possess extraordinary skills, rarely shown to the world. Now exposed due to countless life-and-death situations.
The Luochen Clan cultivator about to fire the second arrow was shocked. He never anticipated Yan Xiaobao would be so vicious. In fact, he now realized Yan Xiaobao might have intentionally allowed himself to be hit by the arrow—all to make such a nearly instantaneous counterattack.
The man imdiately fell back. He was in the large circle of Qi Condensation eighth level and often battled various dangerous beasts in the Fallenstar mountains, extrely experienced. He knew he had lost the initiative in the fight, but even in his retreat, he chose not to activate any defense. Instead, he utilized his brief mont... to complete drawing the bow!
"Will you block this?!" he roared, as he released the second arrow, a vicious glint flashing in his eyes.
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